Meet Randi Burnett—she’s brilliant, she’s beautiful, and she works for the bride. Missing groom? Intoxicated in-laws? Crying ring-bearer? You name it, she wrangles it. Too bad her personal life isn’t thriving like her side gig as a bridesmaid for hire. Recently dumped, Randi throws herself into her biggest challenge yet when she’s hired as a maid of honor and pretend best friend for an ice queen bride. There’s just one problem—the best man is infuriating, overprotective, and anti-marriage.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

The odds are finally in my favor. One hand to win back everything I’ve lost. To pay back everything I owe. But these people aren't interested in being paid back. At least not with money. I’ve been preparing for this — reading articles and watching videos filled with blackjack tips. So many videos that I don't think twice when new ones show up in my inbox out of the blue. I never realize what these videos are really preparing me for. When I push the chips in, I know my life is about to change. I can feel it. And I’m ready. What could go wrong?

Parker knew her life would change when she came out as a trans woman. But she never expected to be forced into an arranged marriage. Years ago, her parents made a deal with a crime family — the hand of their first-born daughter for the money to expand their business. They were a young couple. Already with one child, and a daughter on the way. But when that pregnancy ended in miscarriage — when they could never conceive again — it seemed they would never fulfill their end of the bargain. That changed when Parker told them her secret. Now, Parker is being forced to go on a date with a ...

Sundays are Anthony's day to be himself. To be the woman he hides from everyone else. To be normal. When he's forced off the side of the road, though, everything changes. As soon as he sees the man rushing to the side of his wrecked car, Anthony's heart races. And not just because this man could discover his secret. When he feels his touch, Anthony's body feels like it could explode. And when the man insists on seeing him again—insists on a date—Anthony knows that he has to say no. He can't let this man into his life. He has too much to lose. But would one date really be that bad?

He’s a star football player, and I’m nobody. There’s no way it could ever work. So why does it feel like he completes me? I’ve never believed in love, but when my eyes catch his, my heart races. His breathy whisper kicks off feelings I’ve never known before. And I may be falling for him despite myself. He insists we keep our relationship a secret, though. Afraid it might interfere with his career if word gets out. But what if there’s a solution? A way we can be wide open to all the world? Should we go for it? Are we willing to give the whole nine yards to hold on to each other ...

I need a part-time job. Quick. When I see the ad for a historical re-enactor, I know it’s perfect. I don’t know it will transform my life. During the interview, the head of the group warns me this is more than I expect. It’s different from the theater productions I’m used to. But I promise to commit to the role — to fully immerse myself in the character. I don’t realize this means I’ll wind up in petticoats and dresses. And then there’s him. The instant we meet, I become stuck. Stuck in that spot and stuck to him. I’m wearing a dress. I should be embarrassed. The heat ...